I was archery elk hunting in the mid-2000's in Northwest Montana in an area that was basically roadless, and had been for quite some time - Jeremiah Johnson would know the spot. I was about 3-4 miles back and sat to rest in a dark dingy north facing cedar forest by sitting in a big hole left by a root wad from a fallen tree. I looked to my right and saw 3 beer cans tangled in the exposed roots...."old school" Montana beer cans. Highlander (Missoula), Great Falls Select, and some old Bud.
Some guy was probably chasing elk just like I was and took a rest in near the same spot I was...except it was way back when 50-60 years ago and probably chose to drink beer instead of water!
Some guy was probably chasing elk just like I was and took a rest in near the same spot I was...except it was way back when 50-60 years ago and probably chose to drink beer instead of water!
